Forgotten Memories from an almost forgotten journey

Earlier this week I posted that : it still pays to do a little planning for your journeys, and that being totally spontaneous can be an extreme. In other words, don’t just get lost on purpose, as opposed to the article I read. See post here.

I take it back. Well, partially at least.

Was just leafing through various reading sources and came up to this article by Andeep Singh about what vacation memories are. Her post was written last September.

Hmm…I must say the article made a lot of sense and injected a fresh paradigm into me. Imagine what you might have recalled (memories) from your last trip. Now compare that with someone who shared the same journey. Make a list of the memories you each recalled to be the defining experience(s).

As a little experiment, Mel and Suan sat down separately and wrote down what were the hallmarks of our journey to Japan in February. The results :

His Hers
Driving in the winter. So exciting after many years! The view of Mount Fuji from Lake Yamanaka is so beautiful.
Watching with throngs of Japanese ladies buying Valentine’s day gift. Amazed with the intricate confectionery! Standing on the rooftop of Maruei Ryokan with Mount Fuji in full view in the morning and my photos taken.
Taking Suan’s photo at Lake Yamanaka with Fuji and a swan in the background. Waiting for sunset at the Natural living center at lake Yamaguchi.
Waiting at the pre-own stores while Suan goes wild looking! I was trying hard to browse… All the shopping still fresh in the mind from all the walk in Tokyo. Parco where I bought many clothes!
The dinner on Valentine’s day on the 53rd floor, with the night lights of the city and we having a nice cosy corner to dine. Remembering in quite detail the meals we had in Tokyo. I planned to eat at those places! (PS: she actually CAN recall them all…)

I must say there are quite some contrasting views of the same journey we made together. I mean, its supposed to be shared memories right? But how come we seem to recall them from such different angles? Can this be explained with just how our neural synapes connect differently in each one of us? We really seem to remember moments, differently! Its now proven with an experiment! Sheesh, amateurs. It would only be logical to see things differently right?

Consolation : at least we are agreed on the beautiful modelling at Lake Yamanaka. And photography too…

So, Andeep’s article gives credence to the view that we sometimes overlook the often thought ‘insignificant’ experiences within experiences of our journey. She mentioned events (or perhaps activities). I think she meant from the point of another person. What is an inconsequential occurrence to one can be a defining moment for others. Though you could be there, you tend to ‘forget’ some of these moments. After all, one man’s meat is another man’s poison.

But then its not bad at all! And perhaps that’s the whole point. We share our own moments from the same journeys, and with lots of photos taken these days, have the opportunity to enjoy a meatier conversation about it down the road. And photos form an important part of triggering our recollection. Remember the baby photo albums that your parents kept?

For those with children, take note. We recommend you ask your kids what they really remembered about the vacations you have taken together.

You just might be surprised!

Author: Mel & Suan

Mel works his day job for a living, but lives for antiquities, history and geography at all other times. He enjoys writing and thought sharing and obviously traveling. Suan is a homey person, who like girlie stuff such as cross stitching etc. Enjoys shopping & modeling for Mel. What a match!

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